In the first grade of primary school, there are only two courses, Chinese and mathematics, and they are both taught very basically, and it is not difficult for Song Ci to master them.

She occasionally listened to it in the interval between changing homework books, understood where the teacher was talking about, and had a response in case she was named and asked, and then went about her own business.

For her, going to school was just a change of place to write homework, and in one morning, she overfulfilled the amount of questions she had for two days.

At noon, I followed her little aunt Gao Shan to eat and take a lunch break, and in the afternoon, I had nothing to do, so I simply took out this extracurricular book to read.

Probably Teacher Miao mentioned her learning progress to other teachers, and the math teacher came to ask her to look through the homework book, and she was praised for a while.

After that, she doesn't care what she does in class, but she will sneak down to take a look, intentionally or unintentionally, and she will get different surprises every time.

After all, there are a wide variety of extracurricular books in Song Ci's house, many of which cannot be bought in Xinhua bookstores, which is very attractive.

It's not that teachers haven't moved the idea of confiscating students' extracurricular books to read for themselves, and it's not that they haven't done so before.

Just look at Song Ci's little person sitting obediently, not crying, not making trouble, not noisy, and the teacher is also a little unbearable.

What if the child is made to cry?

Song Ci inexplicably received extra care from the teacher, and she was calm and calm, and she didn't feel anything.

But the students around him are tall and tall, as if they are being targeted by the cell boss, and they don't dare to make any small moves in class, and they are more disciplined than anyone else.

Ma Huayang, who loves to talk and move, experienced this kind of thing for the first time, so he ran out as soon as he got out of class, and he couldn't wait to fill a few more breaths of free air to go back to continue his life.

When school finally ended, a group of children ran away like birds out of the cage.

Li Shenxing carried two schoolbags on his back, held his sister's little hand steadily, and walked slowly at the end, saving himself from being hit by someone.

"Li Shenxing, help me do the next duty, I have to leave beforehand!"

A boy he didn't know said a word and ran away without looking back.

Li Shenxing: ?

Did he promise to replace the duty?

Song porcelain also has a question mark. Are they being bullied?

Song Fengxian is the team leader on duty today, and when she saw this, she hurriedly stuffed a broom, as if she was afraid that Li Shenxing would also run away, and hurriedly said:

"You sweep the row of windows, and connect to the front of the pulpit. ”

Li Shenxing reluctantly took the broom and agreed.

"Sister, you sit here and wait for me. ”

The little cousin thoughtfully brought two chairs and put them in the courtyard outside the classroom, one for Song Ci to sit on, and the other for the two of them to put their schoolbags, for fear that his sister would eat soil again if she stayed in the classroom.

Song Ci nodded obediently:

"Brother, go ahead. Remember to ask who you are on duty for, and next time you want him to come back. ”

Li Shenxing agreed, and went back to the classroom to sweep the floor seriously.

Song Ci sat for a day, the stool was too hard, and her buttocks hurt.

She simply got up and moved her body, used the stool to press her waist and stretch her tendons, practiced the basic skills of today's dance, and sang two sentences by the way.

As for the part of the homework that needs to be memorized, she also memorized it silently when she was napping in class, and the rest are tasks that need to make a noise, which is used as extracurricular entertainment.

Song Chun'an waited at the school gate for a long time and didn't see anyone come out, so he simply came in to look for it, followed the movement to find his daughter, and asked in surprise:

"Why don't you go home after school?

Song Ci pressed his head on his calf, and shouted to his father with a smile:

"Some people insist on changing duties with my brother, and they can't go. ”

Song Chun'an's brows flew.

His child was bullied just before he went to school?

"Who is so unreasonable?

Bullied to sue the teacher, this is a very small student, there is nothing wrong.

Song Ci replied delicately:

"No, right, just ask him to come back next time when my brother is on duty. ”

Song Chun'an looked at the smiling carefree girl, and didn't want to tell her that people outside were sinister, so he also smiled and nodded in agreement, but secretly made a note in his heart that when he sent the child to school tomorrow morning, he would tell the teacher about it.

"You keep playing, dad go help your brother. ”

The eldest of the two children is five years old and the younger is four years old, and Song Chun'an, who is a parent, is reluctant to work.

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